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NASA
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we're not kids anymore.
todays bird
Monterey Bay Aquarium

Kiana Khansmith
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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Claire Keane

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@priestesspyretta
You got me inspired!✨️🔒 💕
Hopefully to stay away from ai posts. 😂😂
If tumblr becomes nothing but ai slop, I believe it's time to retire from it.
If you are posting ai porn.....
😭why my guy why!
You don’t owe anyone your softness twice.
Useful male
need a boy who will actually just let me torture him for my amusement
A bird in his cage!
You rubbed your feet on his face and asked, "Are you worthy of this?"
"No, Miss. I am not worthy. I am lower than the dirt beneath your feet," he said, voice trembling.
He was sprawled on the ground, naked, in front of your chair, his face acting as your footrest.
"True. I am the one who gives you worth." You said, removing your feet from his face for a moment to spit on it.
"Yes, thank you so much. I don't deserve your touch, your spit, thank you for being so generous."
You had kept him this way for a while now, earlier just resting your feet in his face while you browsed through your phone. After you were done with your phone, you started to torment him.
“You want to cum them?” You asked, watching his erect cock, bob and quiver.
“Yes, please, please, Miss.” He begged, from beneath your feet.
“Go ahead, mutt, touch yourself. I am generous.” You said, slapping his face with your feet.
“Thank you, Miss. Thank you so much.” He replied, in between kissing and licking your feet. Then he grabbed his cock and started stroking.
“Disgusting pervert, touching yourself while being smothered by feet.” You sneered at him.
“Sorry, Miss, I am so sorry.” His voice trembling with pleasure replied, hands moving fast on his cock.
“Say it, slut. Say you are a “disgusting pervert” throughout.”
“I am a disgusting pervert, I am a disgusting pervert….” He started repeating, mixed in with gasps and moans as he neared his climax.
“You like my feet so much? Maybe I should start fucking you with my foot instead of my fingers or the strap.” You growled at him.
Your words sent him over the edge, with a moan, he started cumming, all of it falling on his abdomen.
You stood up, covered your foot with his cum, and thrust your foot in his face. He immediately started to kick and suck you for clean.
“So about fucking you with my foot……”
It doesn’t matter if we’re in public or in the bedroom; if mommy wants to inspect her property, then she does just that
Sweet pet, that cage is your loving anchor—keeping your desperate cock safe from ruinous release, training it to throb only for Me. It reminds you: pleasure is Mine to give (or withhold), building your devotion stroke by denied stroke. Edges and strokes are forbidden today—no teasing touches, no edging mercy. Let the plug and denial deepen your submission. Obey, and earn tomorrow's tease.
Every morning in the torture dungeon, the torturer (love your job and you’ll never work a day in your life) goes around greeting his victims with, “wakey wakey begs and achey.”